Following the whistler we'll going straight ahead
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One by one , magic's flowing hear the whistler and his songs
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He show us all the secrets of the music , life and spells
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Teach the language of birds , magic rhymes that sounds like bells
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Step by step we're going staring at this beautiful faun
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Leaded by this wise man that came from the underground
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The tunes he plays sounds like a nightingale
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His old whistle lead us to the rainbow
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He is the last man who knows old words to charm on
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So come on...
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Waiting for his sign -We're following his light
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Facing all this Bright -shall leave this world behind
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Abracadabra
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| Tuatha De Danann |
